The roaring commander drove his warg far behind. He keenly observed that the weapon in the human's hand was very powerful, but his vision limited him. He thought it was safe to hide a hundred meters away.
But the next second, his upper body exploded, and the broken flesh and blood showered all over the warg under his crotch.
The warg didn't know what happened. It wasn't until the smelly blood dripped under its body and Captain Oak, who had lost the upper half of his body, fell to the ground with a thud that it realized that it was free.
So the warg, whose belly was already flat, unceremoniously enjoyed his good friend. Five minutes ago, they were as close as brothers. Five minutes later, his good brother was in his stomach.
The warg cavalry in front did not know that their boss was gone. They rushed forward bravely, and then saw a wall of fire that covered almost all the space in front of them spraying out at an extremely fast speed.
A dozen wargs and the warg cavalry on their backs were immediately swallowed up by the wall of fire. High-temperature steel balls embedded themselves in their flesh and blood, piercing through their bodies. The clothes on the Oaks and the fur of the wargs were even scratched.
With just one shot, a dozen wargs turned into roasted wolves, screaming and rolling crazily on the ground. However, their fur had not been cleaned since they were born, and after a lot of grease and other dirty garbage were attached to their fur,
The fur is almost on point.
The Oak cavalry on the back of the wargs are even more miserable. The bodies of the Oaks are relatively thin and can be easily penetrated by steel balls. There are dozens of holes all over the body with one shot. In addition, there are still flames on the body. These Oaks are even more miserable.
He didn't have the strength to escape, so he could only lie on the ground and wait to die.
What Chen Mo was holding was a semi-automatic, and he didn't even have a semi-automatic!
The wall of fire spurting out was endless, and the wargs and Oaks who tried to surround him were beaten badly. Chen Mo leaned against the big tree, and only needed his own front. Coupled with the obstruction of the surrounding bushes, the warg charged at once.
There were only about a dozen of them who went up, and after a few shots from the opponent, there was a pile of corpses on the ground.
At this time, the Oaks discovered that their commander had been sent away without knowing when, and there were not many left. There were only a few Oaks left and they wanted to give up. However, they just turned around and saw an old man in gray robes riding a horse.
He rushed over on a white horse waving his staff, and behind him there were a bunch of particularly funny-looking dwarves.
The Oaks who were caught off guard were instantly killed off their horses. Gandalf raised his staff and opened and closed it, and in an instant three or four Oaks were swept away. Each fell to the ground with broken bones and tendons, and black blood vomited from the mouth.
It's impossible to survive.
The remaining Oaks were even worse. They still had whole corpses in Gandalf's hands. The dwarf smashed their bones into paste with a few axes. If Chen Mo hadn't stopped him, I'm afraid he had left them on purpose.
The living mouth will also be reduced into several pieces.
"Pooh!"
Although he was captured, this Oak was still very brave. He spit out a mouthful of black phlegm. Chen Mo dodged it and sprayed it on Gandalf's robe.
"Children are ignorant and are playing with vomiting. Don't mind, Gandalf!"
Chen Mo pulled out his saber, stabbed it into Oak's mouth with a smile, and smashed the other person's mouth to pieces in a few blows. Then he picked up the dwarf's axe, raised it with his backhand, and framed it twice, and the Oak's legs turned into
The anti-joint is 90 degrees.
After being tortured like this, Oak, who had suffered great pain, no longer dared to be arrogant. Then Chen Mo asked the dwarf to drop Oak on the tree, pull off the other person's clothes, and use a saber to carve out a row of messages for Sauron.
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"Sauron, you are just a slave. Look at the trash you brought. They are neither humans nor ghosts. If you dare to come to Gondor, you will have your head blossomed!"
Seeing Chen Mo's skillful technique, a bunch of dwarves looked at each other. Why did the other party look like they had a blood feud with Oak?
Gandalf was washing his robe with a kettle on the side, with a troubled look on his face. He knew that Chen Mo didn't mean it, but the other party's approach of hiding when there was danger and causing an old man to suffer unnecessary disasters, he could only say that he would not do it again next time!
After hanging the Oaks on the tree, Chen Mo directed the dwarves to pull all the Oak corpses with their heads still on and pile them into the landscape. The heads were piled into a pyramid, and the corpses were stuck on the ground like German sticks planted upside down. While working, Chen Mo
He also did not forget to impart some life lessons to the dwarves.
"Don't pity your enemies. What you should do is to eradicate the roots and cut off the heads and kick them as balls. See if Oak dares to mess with you again!"
Thorin, who originally didn't like Chen Mo, now wishes he could make a blood alliance with Chen Mo. It's all in his heart. When I regain the lonely mountain, I will build an army and fight back to Moria, killing everyone I see.
Cut off all Oak's heads and use them as balls to kick!
"Of course, I don't recommend that you do this to elves and humans. After all, you can beat Oaks, but it's hard to tell between humans and elves!"
"Serent!"
Gandalf puffed his beard and glared, "Who are these people? Fire is not arched like this."
"forget it!"
Chen Mo helplessly spread his hands, and the dwarves shook their heads to express that they heard nothing.
"The land here will definitely be very fertile next year, right?"
"Minas Tirith is more fertile, but of what use!"
Gandalf straightened his expression, and then looked into the distance. They were about to walk out of the forest. Further ahead, there was the Glen. Once in the Glen, the secrets about the Lonely Mountain would be revealed!
"Hmm, I hope Oak won't send a third wave of men!"
Chen Mo continued to plant flags for the dwarves, and the corners of Gandalf's eyes couldn't stop twitching when he heard this.
"Oh, by the way, Gandalf, you agreed to go to Rivendell!"
"I remember it, I remember it!"
Seeing the mysterious look of the two of them, Bilbo couldn't help but come over and ask Chen Mo what they were talking about.
"Of course he is in good health, Bilbo. When the time comes, follow Gandalf closely. Not only will he be in good health, but he will also teach you how to be a good man!"
So Bilbo was excitedly looking forward to the happy time in Rivendell. He didn't understand it at all and thought it was something delicious and fun. Only Gandalf looked confused. How should he talk to the Lord of Rivendell?
If he hadn't said it, Gandalf estimated that Chen Mo would have spread negative news about him all over China, such as the secrets that Lady Galadriel and a certain gray-robed wizard had to tell, but they were really innocent!
For a moment, Gandalf felt like he was mourning for his heir. He led the way in a daze, completely unaware that the farmhouse they passed was in tatters, as if it had been hit by a cannonball.
